Grim Desires: A Black Butler x Reader

Guard Dogs, Sniffing Out: Chapter 5

Case: Jack the Ripper

Warning: Sexually explicit content, 18+ MDNI, mentions of sexual assault, murder, mentions of blood, gore, woman anatomy, slow burn dark romance, talks of virginity

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"Si deus me relinquit, ego Deum relinquo."

Hands are the dealer of intention. My mother's delicate hands running through my hair, my father's, much more callous, just as warm as he strokes my cheek. My brother's, soft and so small wrapped around my fingers. My brother's, tiny and clammy in mine. My brother's, ripped away from me. I fight and reach for him, but, hands hold me back.

"Solus opresus, nigram clavem habere potest."

"Y/n!" How can you keep me away from him!? "Y/n-" Please-! "Mon Princesse" He's hurt, he needs me! Please stop hurting him! CIEL- "Now now princess" No no NO- "eam, virgo, verissima" ...Wait, "You're becoming a woman, dear." What are you doing- "She is ours to take." "virginalis" Stop! It hurts- "Y/n- no stop!" I don't want- please stop-! Stop!

"Omnias ianua, praecludo. Sic,"

Somebody help. I don't care who. Anybody... anyone at all. Save us!

"Omnias praecationes, obsigno."

Their screams are a deafening chorus all uniting in pain.

"Sed qui me defendet ab me,"

A black mass looms over my body, before taking me completely into its depths.

"...terribillissimo ipse?"

Fingertips trail the skin of my back, stroking the length of my spine. My heart thumps in my ears, I can feel scalding blood pulse my body. Hot. Cold. Hot. Cold. The surrounding world is thickly veiled with darkness. As if my vision has been permanently tunneled. The sensation of another heartbeat against my chest brings me to realize I'm completely nude, and not alone. Soft breasts formed into a firm sternum.

I'm suddenly fully aware of the arms around me, their hold powerful but lithe, and air catches in my throat. Flight instincts flooding my system to get away, I shift, whining when the hold remains unrelenting. "Sh sh sh," he coos, his fingers continuing their light touches to my shoulder blades, warm palms urging me closer in his lap. "I have you." He promises, "It's only us here." Petal-like lips graze my collarbone, raven locks tickling the side of my neck. "It's just me."

"My darling," an open kiss on the crook of my neck, "sweet," another. My arms tighten their grasp around broad shoulders, fingers dent into the pale skin of his back, my left hand gripping into silky black strands. "lovely," Large hands go down the expanse of my bare back, thumbs stroking the sides of my waist, to clutch the fat of my hips. "sinful," His tongue licks behind my ear, hot and wet, and he hums a laugh as I whimper. "little,"

His hands go beneath my legs, on either side of him where he sits, just below my bottom to guide me up. I arch my back, nipples rubbing on the male's pecks, plump thighs squishing into his grip. "M-mh-" "...mistress" "Sebas- Huah~!"

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The season of Spring in London is very much just a green autumn compared to most places. Light Spring showers bring floral blooms from seedlings to decorate into the short summer. During this time, May through August, most nobility uproot from their manors and into their townhouses. Whether for social events or opportunity is to each their own. Sebastian opens the carriage door from the outside, uniform covered by a dark buttoned trench coat, "It has been quite some time since Young Master and My Lady have visited town." he states. He offers a gloved hand to assist the siblings in exiting the vehicle.